wheelsy_sheriff (
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2015-09-23 10:31 pm (UTC)
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The thought of a statue twisted his stomach and he pushed the bowl of soup away.
He didn't want a statue, or to think of what else was going to be done for him. The services, the funeral.
Would he get full honors? Color Guard and rifles.
Would there be a casket? Flag draped and empty.
Flowers. A eulogy.
His chest was heaving as he stared at the table top in front of him, the weight of everything bearing down and making it difficult to breath.
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He didn't want a statue, or to think of what else was going to be done for him. The services, the funeral.
Would he get full honors? Color Guard and rifles.
Would there be a casket? Flag draped and empty.
Flowers. A eulogy.
His chest was heaving as he stared at the table top in front of him, the weight of everything bearing down and making it difficult to breath.